think of a joke, any joke, and it’s probably got better legs than Prince’s unfunny "joke paintings."
charlie finch. artnet.com

the point of the joke paintings is that they are unfunny on purpose, the hackish, the misogyny, the boredom of play boy "class" is violently taken apart, the visual and analytical desire against nostalgia.


the nadir of desultory Princedom is the "Nurse" series, pages of ads from medical journals soaked in puddles.
the best thing about the nurse paintings, is that it attaches the pulp of flesh to the pulp of text. the work of the nurses, with its choler, its blood, its soaking messes, is made mute by the titles and the white perfection of the uniforms. plus, prince doesn't use medical journals, he uses nurse novels.

(plus the marlboro men are really fucking hott)